I had a dream myself last night that was a bit weird.
I was at this school with Andy and we were both dressed in kid's uniform (!) and sitting next to each other in this big hall, about to listen to this lecture, when I ran away crying.
Then all these scabs started appearing on Andy's face and he was looking in the mirror, saying, OMG, what's happening to my face!?
Then I was at a clinic and these nurses were trying to make me have a scan because they said if there was a baby they would get rid of it. Then they started shouting at me about how I already had 4 so I shouldn't have 5. I shouted back that I am a good mother and just because I am disabled doesn't mean I can't look after them, and that when I was a kid I used to cycle to school on my own.
I jumped off the scanning table and ran away, saying that they weren't going to scan me just to kill my baby.
Then I saw this pregnancy test and the two pink lines came up really strong and filled the entire room.
Then I saw another pregnancy test which was new and hadn't been taken out of the wrapper yet.
Then I woke up.
School is usually about spiritual lessons to be learned by me (and Andy, since he was there), past R's and my difficulty in getting away from past R's. Crying is good - emotional release, good luck, joy.
Scabs - maybe my dream revenge? Or something eating away at his soul. The traditional interpretation is good luck and money but not sure about that one.
Clinic - me not trusting the dr's, maybe the dream is telling me I am still pregnant and not to let them tell me otherwise? Telling me not to take those pills.
The stuff about being a good mother - me defending myself.
The cycling when I was a kid - true, an actual childhood memory. I did cycle to school on my own (on a bike with hand pedals instead of foot pedals).
